Chapter 142 Three Defeats by Huang Zifeng (Part 1)
Huang Zifeng watched the whole process and recognized Lin Cheng’s persistence very much, thinking that he had the heart of a swordsman; and ever since Lin Chenger’s bones were measured, his eyes had been Lin Zhen's expression fluctuated when he saw her tearful and pitiful look. After hearing Lin Cheng talk about their life experience, he couldn't help but glance at Lin Zhen more.
Seeing the two of them thanking Xie Yuan now, especially seeing Lin Zhen's shy eyes, Huang Zifeng felt a little unhappy for no reason.
Furthermore, his first impression of Xie Yuan was not good. He thought he was a local tycoon who relied on his power to force the restaurant owner to pull strings, and then wanted to seduce people from Jianzong. Just like those local snakes.
Although the Lin brothers and sisters have entry qualifications, it does not prevent Xie Yuan from being a local coward. Huang Zifeng has a cold and arrogant temperament, which makes him particularly unhappy.
Cui Zhi saw Huang Zifeng talking a lot, and it was too late to stop him, so he couldn't help but sighed:
"Zifeng, I told you earlier, Senior Brother Lu asked you to travel out to see the world and temper your temper. , you always..."
"Uncle Cui, I can't help it,"
Huang Zifeng said coldly.
Cui Zhi turned to Xie Yuan again:
"Tou Xie, please don't take it offence. Zifeng is just outspoken..."
"Mr. Cui, it's okay."
Xie Yuan shook his head and looked at Huang Zifeng with bright eyes:
< br>"Brother Huang, I have an agreement with the Lin family brothers and sisters and Lin Yuanwai. If there is any danger, we will protect them. I will not comply with your request."
Huang Zifeng said coldly:
"If they join our sect, what kind of danger will they have? If so, why would they need your little escort to solve it?"
"Your sect is so powerful that no one dares to offend, so of course Best. But what if there is someone bullying you internally? Can Brother Huang dare to say that this is not the case?”
"If there is any internal competition, I guarantee that it will be within the rules and fair and just."
Huang Zifeng was completely impatient, waved his hand and scolded:
"No matter if there is a dispute within the Sword Sect, It’s a problem that even the disciples of the Sword Sect can’t solve. Are you worthy of mediating it?”
"Whether he is worthy or not, words don't matter."
Xie Yuan stared at Huang Zifeng, his eyes twinkling slightly.
Huang Zifeng stood up and walked out:
"Then I will let you understand."
Seeing this, Xie Yuan smiled slightly, with some expectation in his heart.
He had noticed that this arrogant swordsman had some objections to him, and he happened to be not too fond of this arrogant attitude, so a few words provoked Huang Zifeng to take action.
Xie Yuan was eager to try. He was very curious about the strength of this true disciple of the sect, and how he compared with him.
"Then please give me some advice, Brother Huang."
Xie Yuan cupped his hands, and the two of them stood in the private space.
The river is surging, and the sound of waves can be heard from outside the railing.
There are less than ten private rooms on the upper and lower floors of Chunjiang Tower. Each one is very large, and the space is barely enough for people to discuss.
Cui Zhi did not expect that after just a few words, the two of them would start to discuss each other, and he frowned.
But seeing the two of them getting into their stances, he shook his head, stepped aside and whispered to Huang Zifeng:
"Zifeng, please be careful and don't hurt yourself. Man."
"Don't worry, I don't need a sword, he's not worthy yet."
Huang Zifeng said calmly.
Cui Zhi sighed, and said to Xie Yuan:
“Xie Biaotou, let’s have a friendly discussion until the end, without hurting the friendship. If you want to end it, just speak at any time.”< br>
He said it tactfully, but the subtext was also obvious: Xie Yuan would definitely not be a match for his own sect disciples, he should admit defeat in time, and don’t sacrifice face.
Xie Yuan chuckled:
"Thank you, Mr. Cui."
He turned to look at the Lin family brother and sister, who looked worried and tangled, and said comfortingly:
"It's okay, you guys are watching from the side, just comparing notes."
Lin Cheng and Lin Zhen looked at each other, their eyes a little uneasy.
Xie Biaotou originally came to get to know the Yunshan Sword Sect for them. Although he successfully introduced the two of them into the sect, he inexplicably aroused the hostility of this senior brother.
This senior brother seems so difficult to mess with. Even if Biaotou Xie is young and promising, he trained his martial arts in Yunzhao after all. I am afraid that there is a big gap between him and his senior disciple from the first sect in Yunzhou.
"If Brother Xie is humiliated by this Senior Brother Huang, even if...even if he is offended before he even gets started, I have to stop him with all his strength!"
Lin Cheng secretly made up his mind.
Lin Zhen's beautiful eyes were fixed on Xie Yuan's body, and his heart was tugged. He secretly bit his lip, and his annoyance towards Huang Zifeng could not be increased.
“How dare you bully Mr. Xie with this dead face...”
Huang Zifeng caught a glimpse of Lin Zhen looking at him from the corner of his eye, puffing out his chest slightly:
"Miss Lin...well, Junior Sister Lin is looking at me. I have to behave well and leave a good impression on her as a sect brother. "
He looked at Xie Yuan, Feng Qingyun said calmly:
"Let you take action first."
Xie Yuan looked at the sword on his back. Asked:
"Aren't you going to draw your sword?"
"If you let me draw my sword today, I will lose."
Huang Zifeng said proudly.
Cui Zhi secretly shook his head:
“Zifeng’s temperament... no wonder Senior Brother Lu wants me to take him. He really needs to be tempered, for his strength is so easy to break.”
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Huang Zifeng is the young disciple of Lu Pei, the leader of Zhujian Peak. He is extremely talented. Although he is young, he has already begun to see the way of swordsmanship. He competes with the same level in the sect and has never failed. He has always been hailed as the next swordsman master of Zhujian Peak.
However, geniuses have their own arrogance. Huang Zifeng is like a sharp sword out of its sheath, sharp and outspoken, and he never speaks falsely to others. Although Cui Zhi shook his head at his character, he had no objection to what he said. With his strength, even if he didn't draw his sword, the young escort leader would not be his opponent.
Seeing that Huang Zifeng did not take Xie Yuan seriously, Lin Zhen's eyes became even more secretly annoyed, as if they were emitting a dim light.
From the corner of his eye, Huang Zifeng felt that Lin Zhen was looking at him more deeply, and he couldn't help but raise his chest higher.
Seeing this, Xie Yuan snorted and did not move the knife:
"Okay, let's show off our fists and kicks first."
Huang Zifeng shook his head:
"What do you know? Feel free to use any weapon."
Xie Yuan just smiled, got into a boxing stance, and punched out:
"Be careful."
Seeing that Xie Yuan did not take advantage, Cui Zhi nodded slightly:
"Xie Yuan's demeanor is really good, but he is very concerned about his own strength... huh?"
< br> Before he could finish his thought, he was suddenly a little surprised when he saw Xie Yuan's punch.
Huang Zifeng was originally very relaxed and didn't take this sparring seriously at all, but when he saw Xie Yuan's powerful punch slowly being pushed out, his expression suddenly changed.
His expression became serious, and he turned his palm to receive the punch.
Boom!
The fists and palms met, and a strong wind swayed in the elegant room, and the bowls and chopsticks on the table next to it shook!
Evenly divided.
Huang Zifeng's eyes were filled with surprise, while Xie Yuan's eyes flashed, his wrist flicked, and the second punch followed.
Bagua Mountain Shaking Fist, Kun Zi Jue!
Huang Zifeng only felt that Xie Yuan's fist was thick and broad, carrying everything, leaving him nowhere to hide and could only fight head-on.
He snorted softly, turned his palm over, and then slapped Xie Yuan's fist.
With a snap, Xie Yuan's fist was slapped away, but Huang Zifeng's palm was also slightly numb from the shock, and he shook it subconsciously.
However, Xie Yuan didn't realize it. He made a circle with his fist and attacked again, as if he didn't need to return breath, and the attack continued.
Huang Zifeng was unable to resist for a moment and fell into passivity from this move on.
Cui Zhi watched blankly as Huang Zifeng was punched one after another and kept retreating. He never expected that this would be the situation!
The Lin brothers and sisters were equally surprised. Xie Biaotou’s fists and kicks were actually better than those of Yunshan Sword Sect’s disciples?
Xie Yuan's Bagua Mountain Shaking Fist is like a stacked mountain peak, each punch is higher than the other, and each punch is thicker than the other. Huang Zifeng fell into the wind, unable to catch up with every step, and his palms danced almost out of control Afterimages, but still couldn't prevent them all.
With a loud bang, Xie Yuan broke through Huang Zifeng's defense with a punch, hitting him in the chest and knocking him back several steps.
Xie Yuan withdrew his fist, cupped his hand, and said with a smile:
“I agree, Brother Huang.”
Huang Zifeng’s face changed for a while, and his expression became serious:
“Good boxing skills. ”
“Excellent award”
Xie Yuan nodded lightly. Huang Zifeng's palm skills were not weak at all. In terms of power, they were hardly inferior to the Bagua Mountain Shaking Fist.
However, the two of them only fought with fists and kicks in this round, using only the strength of the fourth practice. Xie Yuan only felt that although his opponent was powerful and heavy, it was obvious that the sword sect's training level was extremely high;
However, However, his body was stronger. After fighting for a long time, once he gained the upper hand, he beat his opponent to the point where he couldn't even hit him.
Does the health-preserving skill maintain your body so well?
Huang Zifeng frowned and said stiffly:
"Tou Xie, you seem to know how to use internal energy?"
"Brother Huang has good eyesight."
Xie Yuan did not deny that the two of them just punched to the flesh, although they did not use their internal energy. But after a similar fight, they were aware of their opponents' strength.
Huang Zifeng’s expression became serious:
“Xie Biaotou’s cultivation is not bad, which is unexpected. Just now I didn’t pay attention and lost half a move, but I have internal strength and don’t use it. After all, it’s not Real level. How about we all try our best this time and compete with each other?”
Xie Yuan chuckled:
"You just got stuck, right? It doesn't matter, just follow what Brother Huang said."
"Xie Biaotou, please."
Huang Zifeng became more serious, put on his posture and looked at Xie Yuan.
Xie Yuan nodded, his health-building skills quietly circulated, and he waved his fist again.
A strong wind suddenly blew in the private room.
The Lin brothers and sisters, who were far apart on the side, felt their mouths and noses stagnant, and looked at each other in horror.
Xie Biaotou’s fist looked so heavy just now, but he was still far from using his full strength? Does he have great internal skills?
Cui Zhi originally thought that if Huang Zifeng used the internal strength of Yunshan Sword Sect, there would be no difference in victory or defeat. However, Xie Yuan only punched, and his expression changed drastically, and he was very surprised:
"This internal strength is so strong? This young man... Hey, Zifeng is in trouble!"
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Huang Zifeng's eyes widened when he saw that Xie Yuan's punch had just come out and before it reached him, he could hardly breathe.
He quickly activated his sword sect's internal energy and faced it with a palm.
When fists and palms met, Huang Zifeng's expression changed, as if he had been hit hard, he took two steps back, revealing a flaw in his chest.
He stepped on the wooden floor with his foot, forcibly stopped his retreat, shouted loudly, circled his palms, and faced Xie Yuan's second punch.
With a muffled sound, Huang Zifeng couldn't completely resist Xie Yuan's heavy punch with both palms. His arms were numb, and his chest was wide open. He watched helplessly as Xie Yuan closed his fist, and there was nothing more. He paused and punched for the third time.
The fist hit his chest and he tightened his strength slightly, but Huang Zifeng still slid all the way back until he hit the wall and sat down on the ground, then stopped.
The private room was quiet.
Huang Zifeng's eyes widened. He never expected that even though he had used his internal strength, he would be defeated faster than before.
Three punches, Xie Yuan only used three punches to send him flying backwards.
(End of this chapter)